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My Brother’s View

Saying good-bye to this amazing view of my Big Brother’s backyard today. We’ve packed our bags and we’re Kansas bound for the weekend. The lake is calling our name and so is our Dad. I cannot wait to hug him close and spend some quality time in his boat.

I hope to catch at least one fish this evening. I’d love to write a poem about a fish, but I’d settle for a longing poem about the one that got away. Ha!

Big Brother and I have all we need in order to have some fun in the sun. His black Silverado and my white Charger will be rockin’ some country music favorites along the way. Any suggestions? Adventure awaits, my friends. I’m super excited to take a trip with my brother and the children. We can’t possibly mess this up. Have a blessed and relaxing weekend!!

Great photo…reminds me of the Field of Dreams 🙂 Enjoy the drive, Johnny Cash/Brooks & Dunn/George Strait all work well in any situation. Enjoy the boat time, nothing like fishing to relax and recharge ~ and look forward to the poems it brings. Safe travels Audrey.

Hey, You! Thanks. It is a bit of a field of dreams back there…we should build a baseball field, Randall. I’m glad to have you around tonight. Hope you’re doing okay. I love your artist choices. My favorite Strait song is My Chair. Do you know that one? Such a great song to 2step to…

The boat time will be nice. The fishing will be a challenge, as it has been a few years. I may find a nice quiet spot and pull my notebook out instead…or while my line is busy bobbing away. Do you fish? Anyway… Yes, thank you and I hope the poems reflect my happy energy.

Boat would be great…fished a lot as a kid, my best friend’s Dad took us out a few times every week. Mainly crappie, trout and blue gill. Did catch a 38 lb. Chinook in Canada once. Not much fishing out here in Asia… Enjoy!

We should get you a few to help with the House on the Hill. I know a few…handsome, loads of muscle and sweet smiles. Wait, those are for my hill. 😉 Or I’d take smart, witty with a great smile farm hands. I’m not picky.

Oh I will, Audrey, I will. Thank you. I plan on going to two places to photo shoot. Maybe three. And then I have to put a post together for Monday, which, shockingly to say, I don’t have any to put up. LIFE. It surely gets busy sometimes. (smile) Love, Amy

Thank..yes, one can see for miles here in this part of Nebraska. I will try to write a poem about fish. Ruber would want me to try. No normal run of the mill sharks here, but there is alligator gar…they have loads of teeth. I do wish I had a fishing hat.

Holy moly – you can’t look that far outside my window – the suburbs extend to San Francisco – very envious.
As for music – I don’t know any country western you wouldn’t already have on your playlist, but have you heard Joe Bonamassa? He’s got a bit of country in him, some honky tonk and blues, a little folk, a bit that’s contemporary, and great guitar solos and accompaniment. Try the concerts at the Vienna Opera House or Driving Toward the Daylight.
Have a wonderful time.

That’s scene to breathe in, Aud, one last time before you jump in the Charger and roar toward the nautical. Is that a suspension bridge way out on the horizon, or are my eyes playing tricks with a mountain range?

I suggest: George Strait, “Check Yes or No” to start playful. Little Feat: “Dixie Chicken” to get singing. “Marshall Tucker Band: “This Old Cowboy” just because. And, lastly, on a nine-minute run of open highway, The Outlaws, “Green Grass and High Tides.”

Have a great trip. On the water with your dad, play Jimmy Buffett’s “A Pirate Looks at Forty” and “Changes in Lattitudes.”

Chum, what you see in the horizon is a irrigation pivot. It is a large sprinkler that rolls through corn, milo, and bean fields watering crops. They span about a quarter of a mile and do the work when the rain doesn’t cooperate.

I like the music choices!! How have I never asked you for a song. I even approve of your country music tastes.

Audrey Dawn- The Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister

I came here to journal. To release what I cannot say with my spoken voice, as I am quite shy when the subject turns to me. I write poetry, because my soul flourishes when I do. Broken, indeed, but willing to try. I live life one day at a time. Stop by and say hello, please, if you don't we may never meet. I need you to be stronger than me, but only the first time. Hi, I'm Audrey.

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“Fate never promises to tell you everything up front. You aren't always shown the path in life you're supposed to take. But if there was one thing she'd learned in the past few weeks, it was that sometimes, when you're really lucky, you meet someone with a map.”
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